I typically reserve my weekend for things away from this blog, but this weekend has been quite unusual. And I just can’t today. I can’t go on today without sitting down and venting this all out.
Because all day Friday through Saturday morning (about 7 am) were absolute hell. Nothing went particularly awry, per se. It was just one of those days [and nights].
Friday I woke up at the bright and early hour of 4 am… and failed to ever fall back asleep. You know, after being up with a fussy newborn until 1am. So that was a total of 3 hours of sleep. And I dragged my tired butt — and both cranky + tired kids — into work, where Ari nearly broke his arm (and definitely knocked the wind out of himself) by jumping off of gymnastics equipment. And then I went to get Remy from the on-site childcare to feed her, she wouldn’t latch. She was screaming and screaming and just wouldn’t eat.
Her poor gums were bright red and I could tell she just couldn’t bear to do it. It broke my heart into a thousand pieces. This was the very first time that her teething has interfered with her ability and desire to eat. Although, I do think she wanted to eat; she was just in too much pain to do it.
And it sucked like nothing has ever sucked before.
And that’s why I just need a break from life right now. Thankfully it’s still the weekend, so I’m going to continue to avoid life by staying in pajamas, napping all day, and completely disregarding things that need to be done around the house.
Any suggestions (besides ‘just survive’?) from anyone who has dealt with a teething newborn??
PS. teethers won’t fit in her mouth/she can’t hold onto them; the amber teething necklace is still too big for her; and we are using Hylands Teething Tablets + occasionally infant Tylenol (for those particularly awful moments).